Of course, right at this clearing, it began to rain, and having already brought my heart rate up to a good thumping, the first thought that entered my mind at this juncture was how difficult it would be returning along this route. Yes, Pedal Poppers and I had a notion of turning back right then and there, but we decided it was time to WTFU (anyone who has ever worked with other men and women outdoors in crummy weather will understand this acronym, since in our experience as volunteer workers for Oregon State Parks, adding to that my experience as an observer of human beings in the field of Anthropology, it is women who are more likely to brave such conditions). Of course, I knew this meant the return trip was really going to hurt. But there was much to see, some beautiful little spring flowers, creepy crawly critters, newly budding trees, some cute little streams and waterfalls, and some old rusty cars... yes, cars.
The trail flattened out past the descent of the first hill into a beautiful oak recovery forest area along Mary's River.
This area was from Howard K. Smith's 143 acres and became part of the Benton County Park System through the Greenbelt Land Trust in 1997.
Walking along Mary's River was breathtaking especially at the part where you can wander down to the river's edge and look up at the old railroad tracks and truss bridge. Of course, we gave into our inner mischief and scrambled up onto the tracks - feeling like the kids from Stand By Me. We even found a sledge hammer rusting away beneath the vegetation by the tracks. Kind of a neat find. Pedal Poppers packed it home in a backpack.
We imagined ourselves crawling back across the tracks should a train come, but we headed off, back along the path assuming the tracks were no longer in use. Then, guess what! We heard that train, and along it came!
Catch you all later.
-Sprocket
That looks lovely - Maybe I'll be able to find a job in your neck of the woods and you can take us on a tour! :)
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